If I don't find a new long run route, I'm going to need a new liver in the not to distant future. For the second week in a row, I did my long run and stopped for a beer at the Hidden Valley Golf Club. Today's stop was just by "chance".
It was a hot day, around 26C and I made sure I ran with my "fuel belt" filled with water and Gatorade. When I got to the golf club entrance, I fired up my iPhone "coin flip" app and if it was "heads", I keep running and "tails", I go in for a beer.
The rest was all a blur. I remember meeting Nancy, the bartender that has been there 5 years and all the other girls and at one point saw Eliot again. I twittered, I talked it up with the waitresses and I sat down and chatted with people at their tables. I was out of control, in a good way. I think.
One conversation was with a couple of know it all 28 year olds. I stayed reserved and calm as they made fun of me and was just thinking, "these guys are the two biggest losers I've ever met". It's one of those circumstances where I hope I run into them in a business setting and I'm on the buying or investing side of the table. Payback would be so sweet.
I remember paying my $47 bill and then starting it up again. I think it was the, "just one more for the road" drink. The next thing I know, Alice is standing beside me at the bar. Where did she come from? How did she know I was here? Do we have to leave now? Can't we stay? Please? Please? Please?
When Alice walked in, my stock went up. I like when that happens. She looks "so together" and then they realize that "maybe" I have it together too. They start asking themselves, "How can this guy be married to someone like her?
The best is that, unlike most relationships in a similar circumstance, Alice doesn't give me sh*t. She's a good sport about it. Heck, I even forced her to have a drink and meet everyone before we left. Most wives would be pulling their husbands out by the ear and scolding them along the way. Not my Alice, she knows how to roll with it in a fun way.
I wanted to run the final 10 km home, but Alice said wasn't in any condition to walk, let alone run. I got home, had some potato chips and passed out on the couch for the rest of the night, still in my running gear. What a beautiful way to spend a Saturday.
Long Run - 2:24:12 / 25.79 km / 5:35 pace / 144 avg hr
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hhahahahahaha. Alright no smart ass comments from me. That was hilarious and I am shocked that she did not let you run the last 6miles. Heather would have made me run it as a lesson, you wanna drink on your runs, now finish your workout!!!
Good deal man. Glad you are "enjoying" your runs!
thats pretty funny
too funny!! you should have tweeted more.
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I LOVE THIS! HA. I have never tried making my run into a pub crawl, but you just inspired me. As soon as I can run again, I am trying it. SO there is a bar at mile 2 of my run (Northern Outdoors), then I have to make it to mile 4.5 before the next bar (3 Rivers), then it is a push, The next bar isn't until around mile 7 (The Marshall)...
Funny...but take care of too much drinking, ok?...is getting more and more often...
Cheers from Hong Kong!
"XTB" Xavi.
M, thanks, it's one my head won't soon forget. Alice was telling me about a Rodney Dangerfield guy we met. I have NO recollection. I think she's my guardian angel, I'm not sure if I would have ran the right direction home. haha.
J, thanks.
A, thanks, but my thumbs weren't working. haha.
J, I wouldn't join any club that would have me as a member.
C, keep me posted on how it goes. You can always drive up from Maine for the House of Payne 5 km Beer Run.
X, tell me about it, my back is so sore from my liver trying to get out. haha.
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